Showing posts with label Theory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Theory. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Listening to Polonius

To tell the truth, it doesn't look like all that much on the hanger.




But I had a feeling. I found it in Barney's the same day I bought my beautiful yellow Philip Lim top, and while it wasn't what I was out looking for that day, I went with my gut and tried it on. So glad I did.


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Some things are just perfect. This is a simple dress -- just a little sleeveless, scoop-necked nothing with vertical tucks all around the waist and a bit of a gather in the skirt. But when I looked at myself wearing it what I saw on my face was a mixture of consternation and deep satisfaction. Consternation because this was money I hadn't planned on spending that day, but satisfaction because it was going to be money very well spent. Denim Guru Broc came in to take a look and we stood there nodding in silent agreement at my reflection. I kinda had to have this dress. It was like they made it for me.

It's Theory, and it was way on sale (which is the only way I'll buy Theory -- I like their stuff, but not as much as they do) so it wasn't even terribly spendy. It's a rayon blend with a tiny bit of sheen to it -- not dressy but I can make it dressy. It's good with flats, but when I wore it into the closet the Gucci Floras started singing for attention and they were right to, they're perfect with it.



I (over)pride myself on my Fashionista status. I like to be all cutting-edge and challenging and avant & whatnot as far as clothes go. I love the wild & the whacked-out; the high-concept stuff is fun for me. I can pull off the big crazy things if I want to, no problem, but honestly, this is what suits me best. Sometimes, simple is the way to go. Sometimes the low-design item is the one that really lets you shine, and we all need to remember that our clothes are just the frame -- we are the picture.

So I love my little purple dress. Don't worry, there will always be things in my closet that cause my friends to scratch their heads, but this? No head-scratching needed. This is perfectly me, and perfect.



Costly thy habit as thy purse can buy,
But not expressed in fancy; rich not gaudy.
For the apparel oft proclaims the man...

This above all, to thine own self be true...

Hamlet, I:3


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